“You can tell whether a man is clever by his answers. You can tell whether a man is wise by his questions.”
Name: Nefertari Khouri (ネフェルタリ ・クーリ)
- (Neph·er·tar·ee Co·ree)
Gender: Female.
Sexuality: Asexual.
Age + Birthdate: Twenty (10th of July).
Nationality: Heliohapt.
Race: Human.
Specialization: Dexterity (Chakram).
Personality
- Words: 458:
- What would be a typical summary of Nefertari is a woman who’s dedicated to her beliefs, as she’d do anything to uphold them along with making others soon grasp her ideals. She sometimes comes off as a kind-hearted person to people, as she has a soft-heart for those at need, yet for other she could be seen as a decisive leader who’s not afraid to be venturesome or courageous. Yet she does have downside such as being too wrapped up in her religious beliefs along with her quite forgetful mind.
As majority of the citizens of Heliohapt, Nefertari has a strong belief in the powers of the Ancient gods. She believes herself to be one with the gifted ability to understand them and has been brought up in a way that makes her completely unmovable with this knowledge that she believes to have. She does daily prayer in the morning, seeming compassionate about her faith and culture. The female seems to also have the tendency to be rather formal and polite, showing high signs of discipline. Not only that, but she seems quite educated and eloquent. However, her strict teaches caused her to end up rather calculative and somewhat loquacious
She exhibits a show of kindness towards others, having an allocentric mind when talking to others. Perhaps it’s due to her drive of seeking knowledge of how she could better herself, after all she feels rather complacent at times and wishes to one day be ridded of this. Her attitude shows a rather sympathetic side to those in need, usually acting in a benevolent manner in order to help them. Course, she would refrain from it if it somehow is against her faith, despite she’d feeling a heavy sense of guilt by doing so. But for someone who’s so faithful she wouldn’t dare to go against the wishes of the gods.
When it comes to combat or adventure, she seems to be quite confident in her abilities to fight. After all, her choice of weaponry isn’t one that was as quite easy to use as it took quite a lot of dedication from her part. She doesn’t have any qualms with killing someone she seems to be evil or told to, yet she always does have a feeling of guilt from knowing that she could have taken a life of someone whom was innocent or perhaps had the chance to correct their mistakes in the future if they lived. Though, this feeling of guilt never seems to occur when striking down those she deems as a beast. As for adventuring, she doesn’t seem to have any sort of problem riding off into unknown territory as she has a bit of a sensation of curiosity to see new things.
Likes:
- Words: 153:
- If one were to ask her what she liked, she’d swiftly answer that it would be her beliefs and her gods. As she’s devoted to them, there’s no question that she’s rather fond with the ideas and doesn’t seem to have any qualms against anything to do with it. But this was mainly forced onto her, as she was raised in a strict family. Seeking knowledge has always been a good pass time for her, as with each thing that she learns about the world, the more that she’ll get closer to achieving her dreams. Not only that, but sometimes she runs into things that may interest her or she may want to later see or do. But moreover, she extremely loves those who have taken time off their hands to teach someone like her. Without them, she believes that she’d perhaps would of even walked down the wrong path in her life.
Disikes:
- Words: 177:
- She doesn’t seem to like having to kill others, though she’d do it if she must. Whenever she seems to have no other option or ordered to, she has a sensation of guilt that tugs at her soul. Though, she does have a huge problem with people that kill for stupid reason such as ‘for the fun of it’ or something along those lines. She wouldn’t hesitate to put an end to those who live to threaten the lives of the innocent. As she’s a strong believer in her faith, she has something against those who don’t believe in gods, though it’s not a huge hatred, she simply dislikes talking or being around those whom are not faithful. Mostly, the only time that she’s around them is when she attempting to convert them to her own faith. God knows she hates brutes that fight with no sense of intelligence or plan in mid. Those who rush into fights with not even a strategy shouldn’t be on the field of battle in the first place in her mind.
Phobias:
- Words: 119:
- Fears stem from being unable to do the thing the person most long for in most usual cases and for a woman such as herself, what that would be is for her to be unaccepted by the gods. It’s not something that is normally possible, but if she were to somehow meet a god and for them to say something like she did wrong it would break her heart into two. But even more than that, her worst fear is for her belief to be proven wrong in one way or another. It would be like her life being told that it’s fake, her whole will for doing what she normally does would be instantly gone at that point.
Aspirations:
- Words: 179:
- Her dream is to one day unite the world under the beliefs of the Ancient Gods. If that could possibly happen, she’d feel as if she’d accomplish the one thing many had tried to but to fail. Though, such a thing may seem as impossible, if she continues at it she believes it one day may occur. Maybe not in her life-time but perhaps it may lead the future generation to accomplish this feat. She doesn’t seem to mind if someone else happens to do this, but she’d feel pleased if that person was her. But her main wish is to one day meet her gods in person and for them to show gratitude for what she done of maybe even something else of good-will. Though the pharaoh is considered a descendant of the deities, she doesn’t believe that to be true as if it were the world would have been united by now without any problem. But she believes them to be more of a messiah than a descendant- which of course she believes that she is herself.
Face-Claim: Anna Kyouyama from Shaman King.
Weight: 103 lbs.
Hair Color: Gold Blonde.
Eye Color: Amber.
Height: 5’0’’.
Rukh Alignment: White.
Special Traits: She believes to hear the "Voices" of the gods, though it's unknown whether it's something just delusional or if someone's actually trying to contact her. They don't occur often, but randomly with long periods of time between.
Appearance:
- Words: 239:
- In terms of appearance, Nefertari doesn’t seem to spout anything that looks out of the ordinary. Her skin bares a tanned tone, as her skin doesn’t bare oddities other than a few darkened freckles that seem to appear at her joints. Her physical form doesn’t seem to be muscular yet is rather slender and petite in a way. Her body isn’t fragile in anyway, yet her bones and muscles weren’t built to harbor the strain of heavy objects. Upon her arms, there may seem to be circular scars though they seem to be covered by bandages and aren’t quite that deep of a scar. Her facial looks seem to spout a look of gentle-ness, eyes seeming to be rather big in a way whilst her lips are puckered out a bit. In a sense, you wouldn’t feel intimidated by how she looks yet that may not be the same when it came down to behavior.
What’s normally worn tend is either be robes, for casual or formal moments, but in the cases where she’ll has to attend to more adventurous things, she’d be wearing a rather sleek clothing with a few light plates of armoring in some places to protect her if needed. Though she doesn’t seem to be picky about what the design of clothing she’d have to wear, she does wear quite a lot of golden accessories such as a scarab beetle amulet or an ankh bracelet.
History:
- Words: 480:
- It was an odd thing, as she hadn’t been born into a wealthy or powerful family in Heliohapt, yet for some reason there had been something special about her that she was adopted by one of the high ranking priests in the Black Pyramid. Her parents had no quarrels as it was doubtful that they’d see her again, they knew that she’d live a great life in the care of those whom devoted themselves to the gods.
Her adoptive father couldn’t be deemed as the nicest of men, yet he wasn’t cruel. He did seem fond of the child, yet he didn’t show her love apart from the times that she truly needed it. As she was raised, she was given strict teachings without rest about stories of the previous pharaohs, the gods and information about the world. Unlike most that lived around here, she wasn’t shut in, actual having a couple of trips with her father to spread their beliefs to those whom lived far away from the pyramid. As she was brought up rather strictly, she begun to enjoy the culture and didn’t think anything wrong of it.
As she grew, in what people may call a prosperous life as other may call it a caged prison, she began to not only learn about teaching but how to fight as well. People were worried that they may be a war breaking out soon and it was quite obvious that priests needed means of protecting the things they believed in. The female volunteered to learn the art of combat, though it had been a unique one. She was trained in the art of using Chakram by an old priest that lived in the desert, living away from home for a period of time. For practical sessions she’d be slaying the beasts that be living in the desert to help her gain more experience in combat. After a year or so, she’d return to her home to learn of her father’s passing away.
As she was an ideal person, she took her place of her father. Normally the priest would have qualms with this, however they also played a part in her teachings and knew of the fact that she was fit for this job. Mainly, she had spent time worshipping the gods and like her father leaving constantly to try and gain new followers. But this didn’t feel like it was enough for her, as she began to think that she could hear the voices of her gods which caused her to grow ideals that it was even possible of uniting the whole world under this faith. But for that to occur, she had to leave and venture even more around the world and look for the key that may help her to do so. The priests thought she was foolish for doing this, yet allowed her to leave.
Roleplay-Sample:
- Words: 215:
- 'Shamu...? Seems a bit of a simple yet odd name.' She was pretty much listening to Shamu while at the same time digging at the ground with her hands. It felt rather simple doing these actions like this as there she easily was able to pick up things which looked of interest rather than having a bag full of dirt. After a girl got to work hard to get what she wants in this life.
Due to these thoughts, she kindly declined the offer for a shovel. "It's much easier using my hands. After all, we get more profit when the work is harder~" She chuckled, trying to lighten up the mood. Yet at the corner of her eye, she was still keeping a lookout at the fire Pokémon, feeling particularly unsafe from it. She didn't know what that devil was thinking, although she thought it was most likely faking its sleep, awaiting for the perfect time to strike.
She took a rather analysing look at Shamu, checking for any suspicious features. You never know when you could be confronted by trouble even from the nicest looking of people. "So, I guess you from this area then? You seem to know what you doing." She said with a rather curious voice, as their conversation continued.
Last edited by Nefertari on 31/08/14, 03:28 pm; edited 1 time in total
